Chapter 106: Chapter 106 Portrait
“Lunatic! I haven’t even had my hairpin ceremony yet, what wife? Beat it.”
Xuexue was getting impatient and pushed him away before walking off; she had to get back to her business and couldn’t be bothered with his senseless blabbering.
“Really, really, I’m not lying to you,” the fool kept babbling as he followed her.
Xuexue ignored him, walking back to the market, but, to her dismay, the fool persisted in following closely behind, tirelessly trying to convince her.
As she was approaching her stall, the nuisance was still hot on her heels. Annoyed, Xuexue stopped in her tracks, turned around, and pretended to be fierce, “If you keep following , watch out, I’ll hit you.”
However, after saying it, she instantly regretted it. Although the man seed foolish, his martial power was unfathomable—as evident when he sent Chef Ding flying several stories high with just a palm strike. Her own ager kung fu skills were nothing compared to his; she’d be easily defeated in seconds.
As if perceiving Xuexue’s hesitation, the fool wore an innocent smile, “You’re my wife, so relax, I won’t hit you. I’ll protect you instead.”
“Tch! Who needs your protection? Just stay away from ,” Xuexue responded, sowhat relieved yet feeling powerless.
“But you are my wife, aren’t you?” The fool seed to take it as a given.
“What proof do you have?”
“Proof? What kind of proof?”
“Proof ans evidence. You need evidence to prove I’m your wife. Otherwise, you can’t make wild claims; it would ruin my reputation,” Xuexue thought she had finally convinced the simpleton, just about to breathe a sigh of relief.
“I have it, I have evidence.” The fool tilted his head, thinking hard for a mont, and then suddenly let out a loud cheer.
Passersby in the street turned their heads to look at them.
The fool’s shout startled Xuexue, “Are you trying to kill
with that noise? Why so loud, do you want to scare
to death?”
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The fool was extrely excited and fumbled about his person. Finally, he pulled out a dirty drawing and happily stretched it out in front of Xuexue, slowly unfolding it, “Look, wife.”
Xuexue was puzzled as she took it and looked. To her shock, the person in the painting was clearly herself. She murmured, “What in the world is going on?”
“Evidence, evidence, hehehe…!” The fool was overjoyed, spinning around Xuexue nonstop.
“Where did you get this painting?” she asked.
“It ca from .”
This was a no-brainer, and Xuexue couldn’t help but feel deflated, knowing she wouldn’t get any useful answers from him. She was too tired to inquire further, throwing the painting back at him, “This doesn’t prove anything, it doesn’t count.”
“But it’s always been with . If you’re not my wife, why would I carry your portrait with ?” The fool looked genuinely puzzled.
“How should I know? I’m warning you, don’t follow
again.”
“Oh!” The initial joy on the fool’s face instantly wilted, and he responded pitifully.
Seeing him agree, Xuexue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Convincing this idiot had been difficult. She turned and stepped back to her stall, “Mother, I’m back.”
Madam Xie, who had been bustling about, glanced up at her and, knowing that Xuexue had returned, felt at ease and resud her bustling.
“Chuner, are you hungry?”
The obedient Chuner, sitting quietly to one side, lit up with joy upon Xuexue’s return, nodding eagerly, “Mhm.”
“Here, have a stead bun. It’s filled with at and so fragrant.” She picked up a bun, gently tore it open, and the mont it split, a delicious sll of at wafted out.
Chuner couldn’t help but swallow hard. It had been so long since she last ate a at bun; she rembered it was before their father had taken a concubine when he returned from the town once and brought so for them.
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